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The Vindication of Chaos--- muse of fire
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“Push the bills, sign the papers,
arrest the smokers, free the rapers!”
It doesn’t really matter, it just makes sense,
political justice in dollars and cents.
“War on drugs,” the politicians say,
while the killers at large continue to prey
Upon the people who strive to make it each day,
balance the budget, the corruption, decay!
No one gives a damn, don’t believe the lie,
just hand over the cash before you die:
“Give to good charity, stake your claim,
further the cause, boy – you know the game.”
Ocean front property for your cemetery plot?
(The future is golden with a good place to rot).
Commissioned are tears coerced from the sham,
“At just 18¢ a day, the children eat ‘Spam’.”
The government offers equal protection of law
for those in compliance with the draconian claw,
Its iron grip molding, shaping our ways
through religion and power and political plays,
Designed for the purposes of keeping “in line”
the architectures of aggression in society’s mind:
One man wants this, the other wants that,
their wars are waged at the drop of one’s hat,
Where our children are slaughtered, no matter the cost,
in battles unknown, in lands that are lost.
Then memorials are given, the salutes they abound –
“Bravery is sacred when the courage is found.”
But what a crock of sh--! What’s really going on?!
Why must we sway to this madman’s song?
Meting out the demands of disillusioned beliefs,
one man’s wars become another man’s griefs.
Embittered are the people, who inadvertently provide
the implements of war for mass suicide,
Widespread is panic in the throes of dissension,
where life is mankind’s most valued possession,
For the prophecies have held this reality’s nascent,
despite all of the treaties and monies we’ve spent
To divert and debunk what omens have sown:
The Vindication of Chaos – destination unknown.